She lay on her bed for him, his fingers gently opening her to his gaze, while she explaining where her clit was and how important to a girl it was… ...ithout prompting he kissed it, still stood at her bedside, he kissed that hooded button and she went into a spasm of excitement, such as she had never enjoyed before. Her hand fondled his tool and gripped him as the fantasy tide swept up the beach. He came in a gout, his seed on her breasts. Apologising red of face as he used her disguarded pink. It is theresult of my own memories and the stories told to me by Momma and otherrelatives about my growing up. Some of this may not be accurate as mymemories of certain events might be colored by my feelings or my age atthe time. Still I have tried to be honest about them.I will always remember all the cute and pretty outfits Amy had and wouldlet me wear while at her house. It seemed to me she always had somethingnew and I got to at least try it on.Like Christmas the year we were in the first. Out of curiosity I touched it and felt a wiggle as I did that, I got bolder after that and wrapped my hand around it sliding my hand up and down this increasingly sexy shaft. I had the sudden urge to lick the tip and taste the clear fluid that was now running freely out, so I extended my tounge slowly onto the head and into the slit of this cock in my hand. Wow that tasted so go and I wanted more so for the first time in my life I put my lips on a cock and kissed it to get the taste, then i. Miss Rodriguez had to yell for everyone to be quiet and she demanded an explanation. Paul said he wasn't doing anything, just walking to his chair. I said, 'He's always rubbing himself up against me, pulling my hair, making rude suggestions and things like that. Ask any of the girls around here, I'm sure they've seen him do it lots of times all year.' Lots of girls said they had. He kept saying, 'I never said anything', but Miss Rodriguez didn't care. She made him swap seats with a girl on the.